The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

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Xia Meng looked at Russell Su, "The management is so strict now, has their factory resumed work?"

"How can their output be guaranteed if there is no resumption of work?"

Russell nodded, "I have already investigated and found that their factory is in another district and has resumed work in order to increase the employment rate."

Xia Meng nodded, no wonder!

Xia Meng, "Do you know what's going on in their factory now?"

Russell shook his head, "I don't know about that. I wanted to go in and investigate, but I didn't expect the guards inside to be very strict. I couldn't get in at all."

Xia Meng was surprised, "Strict? What kind of strict law?"

Russell also had an incredulous expression on his face and recalled, "I have observed that there are security guards patrolling their factory no matter day or night, and the intervals are no more than three minutes."

Xia Meng looked thoughtful, "It's really strict."

Although the current order is not comparable to that before, it has not yet reached the point of collapse. Such strict inspections are unusual.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"Okay," Xia Meng patted Russell on the shoulder, "You continue to keep an eye on them for me, and leave the factory matters to me to investigate."

But Russell was worried and advised, "Xia Meng... I don't really agree with you acting alone."

"You can call me next time you take action," Russell introduced himself with a smile. "Although I am clumsy, I can at least call the police when you are in danger."

"Haha..." Xia Meng was really amused by Russell, "Okay, I will consider it."

Xia Meng was quite moved by Russell Su's proposal, but Xia Meng still didn't plan to take her with him. She had a lot of secrets, and it was not suitable to take her with her without telling Russell Su.

In the evening, Xia Meng came home from get off work and was cooking when she suddenly received a call from Song Wei.

"Hey, Xia Meng, how are you thinking?"

Rushing her so quickly!

It seems that Cheng Feng is in a hurry!

Xia Meng pretended to be hesitant, "Well...well...I haven't thought about it yet."

Although Xia Meng's tone was full of hesitation, her expression was calm. She was still chopping vegetables slowly in her hands, not bothered by what Song Wei said.

Song Wei said, "Xia Meng, I don't want to force you, but there is news that I think it is necessary to let you know."

Xia Meng's chopping hands paused, "Oh? What's the news?"

Song Wei deliberately lowered his voice, trying to create a sense of tension for Xia Meng.

"I heard that someone from the next district came to see Mr. Cheng, hoping to cooperate with him."

Xia Meng put down the knife and asked in a solemn tone after a moment,

"Is your news reliable?"

"Of course," Song Wei said with a slightly proud tone, "My good buddy told me this. He also said that if you don't want to cooperate with them, you should tell them earlier, because..."

"Well, you understand."

Xia Meng said softly, "Yeah", seeming to be caught in some tangled emotions.

Song Wei continued, "Xia Meng, have you read the news on the Internet?"

Xia Meng, "I just got home and haven't had time to watch it yet."

"Hey," Song Wei sighed first, and then said in a tone of caring for Xia Meng,

"I advise you not to read it. Those people on the Internet... are scolding you in a very unpleasant way. They also @ various official websites and leave messages on various official websites, hoping to expel you."

"There is a lot of pressure from above now, and you are likely to be... sacrificed to quell public anger."

Xia Meng raised his eyebrows, but his tone was helpless and tired, "I believe the leaders will understand me."

"Don't be stupid! Xia Meng!" Song Wei said in a tone that said he hated iron but could not make steel.

"You've been working in the system for so long, why are you still so naive!"

"I like you, so I wish you well, and I would like to advise you: If you don't do it for yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"

Xia Meng, "...Well, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Meng continued cooking calmly. After finishing the meal, Xia Meng cleaned up the kitchen and looked at the time on her watch. Well...

It's time to act!

Well, it seems there is no way to sleep tonight!

Xia Meng opened the door and walked out. As soon as she opened the door, the scalding heat wave rushed over and surrounded Xia Meng.

hiss! it's too hot!